The two puffs of smoke collided silently in the air, colliding together like substance, not at all like ordinary smoke would surge and entangle in one place, or disperse with the wind, but were manipulated by the two like huge monsters fighting in one place, which was very weird. And the dispute between the two long swords before had already come to an end at this moment, and the blood sword of Fang Yan was defeated, which was not beyond his expectations.

Originally, this magic sword was received by the ancestor of the Su family in a hurry, how can it be compared to the magic sword brought out by this person from the Great Demon Gate, plus he is a demon cultivator, and his cultivation is also a small realm higher than the dialect, and it is reasonable to lose the first confrontation. Fang Yan didn't care, magic weapons were not his strong point, but he tried this person's skills.

After a few rounds, the two of them roughly saw the strength of the opponent, Fang Yan is not a person who can be manipulated, and this person also has a variety of means, and his carefully trained human pet battle array has not yet exerted its power, Fang Yan has been taught when fighting against Luo Chen, and his master is even better. In this way, it is difficult to see the difference in this battle in a short time, but Miao Wuchang firmly believes that if he competes in mana, the final winner must be himself.

Now seeing that his magic sword won easily, this strengthened his judgment, the suppression of cultivation and the sharpness of the magic weapon, this is an unchangeable fact, the next thing to do is to entangle the dialect and not let him have any chance to escape. At this moment, he regretted a little, he was still too careless, and brought the dialect to this open land without careful consideration, if the dialect wanted to get out, it would be a troublesome matter.

With the demon seed mark left on Fang Yan's body, of course, he can continue to track it, and no matter where Fang Yan escapes, this mark will be difficult to erase in a short period of time. But a few years have passed, and the magic breath that entered at the beginning has weakened a lot, if it weren't for the fact that Fang Yan happened to be in the team he led this time, it would be difficult for him to detect it if he was a little farther away, and Fang Yan was bent on escaping, and it was not easy to track down in this complex terrain of the Demon Qi.

Just thinking like this. Suddenly, he saw Fang Yan take out a long sword full of spiritual energy, Miao Wuchang was stunned for a moment, how could the demon cultivators fight the magic weapon and get the spiritual weapon out, besides, in this place where the demonic energy is shrouded, what is the other party going to do. Without waiting for him to think about it, a long sword went straight to the slender magic sword, and soon fought together again.

"Who the hell are you? You're not from the Demon Gate. Could it be that he came from Zhongzhou, otherwise how could he be a fellow spiritual and demon practitioner? As long as Daoist friends can explain it clearly. The matter of the petty apprentice is not negotiable. Miao Wuchang shouted loudly, the series of responses of the dialect made him a little confused, how could he meet such a strange guy.

It's a pity that it's too late for him to say this now, the matter of dialects mixing into the stronghold has been exposed, even if he says it in vain, it is impossible for him to turn a blind eye because he is a Zhongzhou monk, even if he swears a poisonous oath, he can't believe it. At the moment, he was hesitating whether to flee now. Let's try to see if we can kill this person,

If you escape, you will naturally lose all your efforts, and you will face endless pursuit, after all, you have entered it, as long as this person goes back to report to the high-level, and then leads the master to chase and kill you, what will happen at that time. At this moment, he couldn't retreat. And he is not sure about killing this person, and if he doesn't get it in a fierce battle, he will even lose the chance to escape, which makes it difficult for Fang Yan to make a decision for a while.

No matter what, even if he wants to escape, he must seriously injure this person, otherwise he will follow all the way with the mark of the demon seed. While notifying others to come and pursue, it was definitely difficult for Fang Yan to escape easily. It's this kind of desperate situation again, and the stubbornness in the bones of the dialect is shown again, what if it's higher than your own cultivation, don't you dare to try it.

"How the Zhongzhou monk is, not what to do, unless the Taoist friends are willing to tell the matter of the demon seed imprint. And inform the method of removing the mark under it, otherwise it is useless to say anything. Your apprentice has never taken it to heart, and if you dare to fight the idea of your subordinates, why not kill him. Don't you think it's ridiculous that Daoist friends use this as a condition to pretend to be generous?"

"Hmph, boy, don't you think that the old man is afraid that you won't succeed, and you only build the second layer of the foundation, and you dare to speak disrespectfully in front of the old man and look for death!" Miao Wuchang was furious, he didn't want to provoke the Zhongzhou monks, he had been in South Vietnam for a long time, and he knew far more inside stories than dialects, and he was quite jealous of several sect disciples from Zhongzhou, and he didn't want to grudge with them, who knew that the dialects didn't leave any affection at all.

"Kill!" Then the man used his most proud weapon, commanding the three silver-armored war pets beside him to rush towards Fang Yan. From the pace of these three war pets, Fang Yan knew that they had been trained in a delicate battle formation, and no matter from which angle, it was clear that the implicit connection between the three war pets was clearly visible, and it was not easy to resist their attacks.

Fortunately, although the Shadow is not very powerful, its intelligence is not to be underestimated, and it can at least temporarily drag these war pets and deal with them. Despite this, this person's two magic swords, one bright and one dark, are not easy to deal with, and Fang Yan has to give him a trap, and the fighting power Fang Yan is indeed slightly inferior, so he can only choose to fight wits with him and play some tricks.

"Hey, where did the stinky boy get the magic pet, why doesn't it seem that his intelligence is not low, the old man is more and more reluctant to kill you now, see what other surprises you can make the old man." Miao Wuchang looked at the shadow with a surprised expression, others may not be familiar with the demon pet, and they can't see the strangeness of the shadow, but this person can see it at a glance.

"Is there a surprise? There is indeed another one, but it is not mine, it was given to you by your apprentice, see if it is suitable. Speaking in dialects, he actually took out the shadowless sword that had been refined, and directly urged him to attack the other party, not to make a contribution to it, but to provoke this person.

"You really killed him, and you also refined his Shadowless Demon Sword into a spiritual weapon. Very good, you have succeeded in provoking the old man, since you want to find death, the old man will fulfill you. Miao Wuchang was furious, Fang Yan dared to use the Shadowless Demon Sword he had given to Luo Chen before, although it had been rerefined into a spiritual weapon by him, it was clear that he was slapping his old face.

The two magic swords were immediately urged by him with all his might, one bright and one dark, attacking the dialect, like a storm, without stopping for a moment. This person seems to have spared no mana, but if he wants to kill Fang Yan with two magic swords, at least he can't do it in a short time, at most he can only make him scramble.

At this moment, the two puffs of smoke above the heads of the two were also treacherous, tearing up in the air like living creatures, and the attention of both sides was on a few sword weapons, Miao Wuchang's attack became more and more urgent, and Fang Yan was also resisting stubbornly, but some gradually couldn't parry, and slowly retreated back, and the two spirit weapon long swords also became a little wooden.

Miao is not often willing to let go, a move is like a move, and he must not let the dialect breathe. This is a typical suppression of cultivation, relying on his mana to be a step higher than the dialect, he dragged the dialect with this dense attack, so that he had to confront himself to consume mana, as long as the time passed, the gap in cultivation would be revealed, and then he could achieve an overwhelming advantage, and at this time he had entered the rhythm he hoped for the most.

Judging from the scene, Fang Yan was passive everywhere, being suppressed by the opponent and constantly retreating, there was no power to fight back, and the mana was also being rapidly consumed, it was difficult to find a way to change the current situation, and Miao Wuchang became more and more confident the more he fought. And the Schenk injury on the sidelines was even more nervous than Fang Yan, if Fang Yan was killed, his fate could be imagined, but he didn't dare to run, and the war pets around him stared at him without blinking.

The situation on the side of the two demon pets is not very good, and the gap between the two sides in terms of attack power is not small, except for the three war pets that can surpass this person by relying on the body of the demon beast in defense, but they are lackluster in attack. But this is a fight, not a beating, and a strong defense is only convenient for dealing with the opponent and dragging the opponent's war pet, but it is difficult to turn the tide of the battle.

Until now, Miao Wuchang breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he has thought too much, and the dual cultivation of spirit and demon is nothing more than that, it is not as good as his own specialization. Besides, this person's cultivation is obviously so low, and he is so self-defeating, if he wants to find death, he can't blame others, and he can't help but sneer and say: "Boy, if you talk big, you will die, you have to remember it in the future." Oh, but I was mistaken, you won't have a future, hehe. ”

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly a series of explosions came from under his feet, followed by ice arrows and thunderballs, striking upwards from the ground, just when Miao Wuchang was most proud, he was caught off guard. Fang Yan actually laid down a rune array again, and I don't know when he did it, and they are all intermediate-level runes, and their power is not the same.

Besides, the current rune array is also different from the past, it is no longer a pure rune attack like before, but combines the characteristics of Su Yanqing's formation attack, especially some of her formation techniques. Nowadays, when the dialect casts the rune array attack, whether it is the speed of laying the rune array or the concealment of the technique, it is not much better than before.

In order to learn these methods, Fang Yan usually doesn't spend less effort, and if there is nothing to do, he will drag Su Yanqing to verify it. Of course, it was inevitable to be blinded by Su Yanqing for this, or to be ridiculed and ridiculed by her, but the effect was really satisfying to him.

Talking big words is indeed fatal, Miao Wuchang just finished speaking, and he personally verified this sentence, and in an instant, he was beaten screaming again and again by continuous attacks. In particular, the thunder attribute spell released by the Thunder Stone Fu did the most damage to the demon cultivator, and immediately caused him to be seriously injured, and he forced himself to fly back, and then couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

How could Fang Yan let go of this opportunity, taking advantage of this person's sneak attack and mana disorder, Fang Yan immediately bullied forward, raised a wide long blade in his hand, and chased after this person at great speed, as long as Fang Yan was close, this person could be killed by his blow.

And although Miao Wuchang didn't know what kind of play the dialect was, seeing such a posture, he knew that the dialect was by no means a temporary idea, but as if he had planned it a long time ago, where did he dare to let him get close, and endured the injury and retreated back at full speed.

Miao Wuchang has been in South Vietnam for a long time, and there are not a few spiritual cultivators who fight with him, so he can be said to have seen a wide range of things. Why didn't I expect the dialect to be so hidden, not only did it hide its cultivation, but even the means of cultivation were unexpected, it seemed to be a demonic exercise, but the means of spiritual cultivation were not bad.

And what he secretly calculated just now seems to be a talisman attack method, this person is still a talisman cultivator with no low attainments, and such a subtle talisman array must be performed by someone who has been immersed in it for a long time, what kind of person is this? If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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